the life changer// j.j

sixteen

*Marie's POV*
"Idk what to do anymore Jack." I say, sighing.
"I know." He says, staring at me from across the table at Taco Bell.
I felt a breeze against my bald head, even through the beanie.
I shiver.
"You cold?" He asks me.
"No." I say. And it was true. I wasn't cold. It wasn't the temperature that was bothering me. It was the absence of my hair that bothered me. And the pain. The pain was unbearable. The chemo wore me out. My life was horrible. The only thing even making it worth living was Jack.
"Hey." He said, grabbing my hand. "You okay?"
"Besides the cancer eating away at my brain? Yeah. I'm great."
"That's not what I meant." He says, sighing.
"I know." I say. "It's just-"
"Yeah I know." He says, cutting me off. "You done?"
"Yeah." I say, grabbing my tray and taking it to the garbage.
He comes up behind me and wraps his arms around my waist. "Your gonna be okay." He whispers in my ear. I nod and we walk out, hand in hand.
We arrive at my house and he helps me out of the car, walking inside with me.
We walk up to my room and he lays down next to me in my bed.
I lay on my side, facing him so I can talk to him.
He wraps his arms around my waist and cuddles his head into my neck.
"Jack." I say.
He looks up at me.
"I don't want to put you through this."
He pauses for a minute. "What?"
"You can't handle me in this kind of pain. I don't wanna hurt you."
He gets up out of the bed and stares at me. "Your breaking up with me?" He says, getting tears in his eyes.
I sit up. "I'm gonna die jack. I'm gonna die soon. I can't have you hurting because of me. You- you need to move on."
He looks at me, eyes full of tears, mouth wide open. He turns around after a few minutes and walks out. Before he leaves, though, he turns around and says one last thing.
"I could never get over you."